Chapter 111 EMERIEL Emeriel forced herself to step back from the grand kings embrage .
Thank you , Your Grace .
As they resumed their walk , a tingling sensation spread through her body , her heart pounding in her chest .
Why did the universe seem to delight in her suffering ? Why was she constantly subjected to these trials ! No , Your Grace , we have not met before .
Another lie to add to the growing list of deceptions weighing heavily on her conscience .
It was necessary for her survival , but it still stung .
She was no longer Prince Emeriel , nor was she simply Slave Emeriel .
She was Princess Galilea , a betrothed to a Urekai high lord .
She needed to start acting the part , instead of yearning to be back in those strong arms , safe and protected .
Why are you so nervous around me , Princess ? King Daemonika questioned , in that rich voice that made her jittery on Le inside .
How to answer that question ? Emeriel opted for a half truth .
Well , you are the grand king , she said , her voice holding a slight tremor .
I have heard many stories about you , and frankly , they are enough to make anyone nervous .
I am sure I am not the only one who feels this way ? For the first time , the corners of his lips twitched upwards , hinting at a smile that never fully bloomed .
You are not , he admitted , You may relax .
Princess .
I assure you , I will not harm you .
Not even because I am human ? I know you dont like my kind .
The words fell from her lips before she could stop them .
Daemonikais stride faltered , and he stiffened beside her .
Please forgive me , Emeriel pleaded , mortified .
I have no idea what came over me He continued walking , his hands clasped behind his back , the tension gradually easing from his shoulders .
Silence enveloped them , broken only by the sounds of nature and the rustling of leaves beneath their feet .
They reached the garden , and Emericl couldnt suppress a smile .
This tranquil oasis had always been her favorite part of the estate , even back in Ravenshadow .
Would you like to see the garden , Your Grace ? she offered , hoping to steer the conversation away from her earlier blunder .
His eyes met hers , and once again , Emeriel found herself trapped in his intense gaze .
He was doing it again , staring at her with a concentration that thrilled and unnerved her .
There was no shyness , no pretense of gentlemanly decorum in his gaze .
Grand King Daemonikai stared , his eyes penetrating her very soul .
Emeriel flushed under his scrutiny , her insides burning .
She had never been looked at in such a way before Your Grace ? she asked , her voice husky and uncertain .
Lead the way , please , he said , his deep voice a velvety caress .
Emeriel obeyed , her heart racing as she guided him through the garden .
All too happy to break the eye connection .
She could feel his heat behind her with every step , a constant reminder of his potent presence .
They strolled leisurely along 1/2 Chapter 111 a winding stone path , the garden unfolding before them like a vibrant tableau of color .
Tall , ivy clad walls enclosed the space , creating an intimate haven that seemed to shut out the outside world .
The garden was carefully arranged , with symmetrical beds overflowing with medicinal herbs , fragrant flowers , and useful plants like lavender , chamomile , and rosemary .
Emeriel pointed to a bed of vibrant blue blossoms .
These are borage flowers , Your Grace .
Not only are they beautiful , but they are also known to uplift the spirit .
According to folklore , they instill courage and comfort the heart .
Why was she telling him this ? Perhaps it was because she hoped by engaging him , she could prolong their time together .
This was a stolen moment .
A precious encounter she had never dared to imagine .
In its wickedness , fate had somehow .
found a way to bring this male to her .
The grand king seemed intrigued .
He leaned closer , examining the star shaped bloorns with a curious gaze .
Courage from a flower , you say ? he mused .
That is indeed fascinating .
And they are quite pleasing to the eye .
Yes , indeed Emeriel agreed , a smile gracing her lips as she led him towards another garden section .
Rows of lavender stretched out in a soothing purple wave .
And here we have lavender .
Its uses are numerous .
Aside from its calming fragrance , believed to aid sleep , it is also used in remedies for skin ailments and added to teas for its relaxing properties King Daemonikai brushed his fingers against the lavender , releasing its distinctive aroma .
Ah , I am familiar with this one he said , a shadow passing over his face .
My bondmate was quite fond of its fragrance .
We used to keep sachets of drac lavender in our chambers .
Oh … Dangerous ground .
Emeriel bit her lips .
I am sorry for your loss , she whispered .
He said nothing , only walked away from the lavender , his steps measured and deliberate .
As they moved deeper into the garden , the silence lingered , heavy with unspoken tension .
Even the lavender does not help with sleep , he finally spoke again .
Nor do any of the medicinal herbs .
You do not sleep well ? Emeriel asked .
I do not sleep at all , he corrected , his tone flat .
Perhaps it is for the best .
He stopped abruptly , turning to face her, his piercing gaze locking onto hers .
You asked if I hate humans .
The answer is yes , Some days , I feel as though I cannot breathe for the sheer hatred that consumes me towards your kind .
He spoke calmly , but his words carried a chilling weight .
I spend countless hours , time I cannot afford to waste , lost in thoughts of vengeance .
Visuals of retribution .
I wonder how I can possibly alleviate this pain To make it even a fraction less unbearable .

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Should I burn the world down ? Set it ablaze and watch it crumble to ashes ? His head tilted to the side .
I could do it , and I would not feel a shred of remorse Emeriel shivered , the hairs on her arms standing on end .
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